1. My tears flowed like a stream from my withered eyelids
Oh people of lofty aspirations, my afflictions have increased

2. I became like a pouring rain showered by misfortunes since my youth
My dear friends who are preoccupied with them for a long time

3. My dear ones with anklets and moles, a lovely group
With joint eyebrows and alluring dimples

4. With coquettish movements during encounters
And with a tall, proud gait in the company of camels

5. Call upon me if hostility assaults me
And promise to help me and refrain from blaming me

6. Do not sever my rope for I am your protector
And do not crush my heart with the knot of estrangement

7. For you are my essence, my existence, my life
My affection, my goal, my hope and my determination

8. So O you whose goodness nurtures a pact
For the likes of me and whose light dazzles the similar

9. Ask the night about my teary eyes which sorrow has blinded
And whether the breeze of sleep has encompassed them with ruin

10. And whether my tongue once sincerely complained of any
Other than you, and whether I hallucinated about anyone else

11. By your right, sincerely, my heart is humbled
To any meaning other than your remembrance, vacant

12. I fell in love with you before my soul's creation
By that, the king of command informed me secretly

13. So my abundance is from your overflow, and I grow at your door
And from the surge of your favors, the washing of my afflictions

14. And if a palm has sufficed me, a fulfilling, satisfying palm
It has sufficed me with the sufficiency of fulfillment over my adversity

15. And if the anklet of majesty rang, ringing
The chambers of my heart, I knelt to the glorious, ringing one

16. So through you I died to anything other than you and to your life
And indeed capriciousness has transgressed in gossip and saying

17. I incline towards you like boughs do towards the breeze
And in your shadow, my adornment and roaming do not cease

18. The night tires me, I shorten its inclination
With the inclination of sighs from a cracked, leaning heart

19. And things appear to me from every unraveled seam
To distract me from you, but I do not ask

20. And I compose in you poetry of lines of wisdom
Whose diffusion from me scents the tone of chanting

21. For you are my life, dead of longing for you
Connect my ropes and have mercy on the death of my humiliation

22. And do not distance me from the ropes of your imaginary vision
For with me is the scent of your soil, precious

23. The hopes of every seeker hung
On something, while you my masters are all my hopes

24. As for you, my heart, my soul, my hearing
My secret, my openness, all me and my hopes

25. Yes, I am, O soul of events, your possession
Indeed, the Lord of wealth preserves for the owned

26. I poured my tears wave after wave
On you, but the vacant minded did not comprehend

27. If anguish reveals my disgrace collectively
And if I conceal anguish, my disgrace is amazed

28. And I believe that concealment is a greater affliction
When it is said this is the lord of a concerned heart

29. I wrapped the slender, tender gazelle in the vastness of a meadow
And the hump of eyelids that stripped whichever separater

30. And the subtlety of those petite figures that concealed
Every meaning that cannot be depicted in words

31. And the sorcery of eyes when its eyelids blink
They shake the hearts of lovers with tremors

32. My hair flirts with your love, flirting
Look, my masters, at the dot of the letter dhal

33. And my past illness, by my life, contends
With a matter the beginning of which informed of the present

34. As if tribulations from my passion are fruitless
Its outcome being my humiliation and the disgrace of my conditions

35. A ta, ba, and even a wow in its hidden meaning
We have opened from oaths the doors of reverence

36. Your servants, the others never stirred their hearts
With the shock of retreat and the intoxication of advance

37. Your servant at the two states is equal
And my state, as you know it, in love, is thus

38. So neither the army, though its leader provoked it
Nor the very noisy country with its people and governor

39. Nor everyone exalted and lowly in existence
Nor everything ambiguous and apparent in forms

40. Towards you, I have directed my destination
And through my love for you, purified all my acts

41. I donated my dear soul mistakenly assuming
The soul had relaxed for you, but it is not mine

42. Indeed, the human's intention is better for him than the
Deeds that bring deeds of deeds

43. We intended a fast from the whole universe for you
And you are for us a celebration, and your rank is high